SOUTH AUSTRALIA 

In South Australia I was born,
Heave away, haul away,
In South Australia, round Cape Horn,
Bound for South Australia.

Chorus:
Heave away you rolling kings,
Heave away, haul away,
Heave away, oh hear me sing,
Bound for South Australia.

When I sailed across the sea,
Heave away, haul away,
My girl said she'd be true to me,
Bound for South Australia.

Chorus

When we lolloped round Cape Horn,
Heave away, haul away,
You'd wish to God you'd never been born
Bound for South Australia.

Chorus

Wish I was on Australia's Strand,
Heave away, haul away,
With a glass of whisky in my hand,
Bound for South Australia.

Chorus

In South Australia I was born,
Heave away, haul away,
In South Australia, round Cape Horn,
Bound for South Australia.

Chorus x 2

THE 59TH STREET BRIDGE SONG (FEELIN' GROOVY) 

Slow down, you move too fast;
You got to make the morning last;
Just kickin' down the cobblestones,
Lookin' for fun, and feelin' groovy.
Hello, lamppost, whatcha knowin'?
I've come to watch your flowers growin'.
Ain'tcha got no rhymes for me?
Dootin'-doo-doo-doo, feelin' groovy.
Ba da da da da da da, feelin' groovy.
Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep;
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep;
Let the mornin' time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you, all is groovy.
Slow down, you move too fast;
You got to make the morning last;
Just kickin' down the cobblestones,
Lookin' for fun, and feelin' groovy.
Ba da da da da da da, feelin' groovy.
(Repeat and fade)

THE CARNIVAL IS OVER 

Say goodbye my own true lover
As we sing a lover's song.
How it breaks my heart to leave you,
Now the carnival is gone.
High above the dawn is waking
And my tears are falling rain,
For the carnival is over.
We may never meet again.

Like a drum my heart was beating
And your kiss was sweet as wine,
But the joys of love are fleating
For Pierrot and Columbine.
Now the harbour light is calling.
This will be our last goodbye.
Tho' the carnival is over
I will love you till I die.

Like a drum my heart was beating
etc.

THE GYPSY ROVER (THE WHISTLING GYPSY) 

The whistling gypsy came over the hill,
Down to the valley so shady;
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

CHORUS:
Ah di doo ah di doo dah day,
Ah di doo ah de da-a-y
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father's castle gates;
She left her own fond lover,
She left her servants and her estate,
To follow the gypsy rover.

CHORUS

He is no gypsy my father she said,
But lord of these lands over;
With him I'll stay till my dying day,
And follow the gypsy rover.

CHORUS

The whistling gypsy came over the hill,
Down to the valley so shady;
He whistled and he sang,
Till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

CHORUS

THE LAST THING ON MY MIND 

It's a lesson too late for the learnin',
Made of sand, made of sand.
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin'
In your hand, in your hand.
Chorus:
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell?
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind;
Oh, you know that was the last thing on my mind.
You had reasons a-plenty for goin',
This I know, this I know.
And the weeds have been steadily growin',
Please don't go, please don't go.
(Chorus)
As I lie in my bed in the mornin',
Without you, without you,
Every song in my heart dies a-bornin',
Without you, without you.
(Chorus)
Oh, you know that was the last thing on my mind.

THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL 

Farewell to you my own true love
I am going far away
I am bound for California
But I know that I'll return some day

Chorus:
So fare thee well, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But, my darling, when I think of thee

I have signed on a yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say she is a floating shame

I have sailed with Burgess once before
And I think I know him right well
If a man is a sailor, he can get along
But if not than he's surely in hell

Oh, the fog is on the harbour love
And I wish I could remain
But I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again

THE MUSIC OF THE WORLD A-TURNIN' 

I hear the music of the world a-turnin';
Can't you hear the sound of the world a-turnin'?
If you stop and listen, you can hear things grow;
You can have music wherever you go.
I hear the music of the world a-turnin';
There are some folks laughin'; there are some folks cryin'.
Kids playin' in the streets sound sweeter than a choir;
All you gotta do is listen to ...
Chorus:
Hear the music of the world a-turnin'
Can't you hear the sweet sound of the world a-turnin'.
If you stop, look, and listen, you can almost hear things grow;
You can have music wherever you go.
I hear a symphony of traffic in the city;
There are horns a-blowin'; there are heels a-clickin'.
Hear those ashcans rattlin' as the sun begins to rise;
All you gotta do is listen to ...
(Chorus)
Windgot a special song for each and every day;
It's got the waves a-dancin' and the thunder clapping.
Now, don't just ignore it?there's a concert all around you;
All you gotta do is listen to ...
(Chorus)
You can have music wherever you go.

THE SAD CLOUD 

What am I to you?
What am I to do?
Now summer's almost through in September.
For love has come and gone,
Didn't stay for long;
One thing I will always remember.
When the green, whispering leaves had called your name,
The gentle, sighing winds, they did the same.
Now the sun has left the sky,
And for no reason why,
A sad cloud is crying tears of rain.
We stood and watched the rain;
Perhaps we will again,
For no one knows what's coming tomorrow.
One day you may find
That I am close behind;
Wherever you may go I will follow.
And the green, whispering leaves will call your name;
The gentle, sighing winds will do the same.
Now the sun is in the sky,
And for no reason why,
The sad cloud is crying itself away.
And the green, whispering leaves will call your name;
The gentle, sighing winds will do the same.
Now the sun is in the sky,
And for no reason why,
The sad cloud is crying itself away.

THE WATER IS WIDE 

The water is wide, I can't cross o'er,
Nor do I have light wings to fly.
Build me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row, my love and I.

A ship there is, and sails the sea.
She's loaded deep, as deep can be,
But not so deep as the love I'm in,
And I know not how I sink or swim.

When love is young and love is fine,
It's like a gen when first it's new,
But love grows old and waxes cold,
And fades away like the morning dew.

The water is wide, I can't cross o'er,
Nor do I have light wings to fly.
Build me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row, my love and I.

THE WRECK OF THE OLD '97 

They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,
Sayin' "Steve, you're way behind time;
It's 8:38, and it's the Old '97;
Gotta put her into Danville on time."
Chorus:
Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville,
On a line with a three-mile grade;
It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes;
You can see what a jump he made.
Steve Brady he said to his black, greasy fireman,
"Shovel on a little more coal;
I'm waitin' to pass them wide-open mountains;
Gonna see the Old '97 roll."
(Chorus)
He's comin' down that line makin' ninety miles an hour;
The whistle broke into a scream;
They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle;
He'd been scalded to death by steam.
(Chorus)
Well, come on now, all you ladies;
From this time on, now learn;
Don't you ever say harsh words to your true-lovin' husband;
He'll leave you and never return.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental bridge)
Well, he's comin' down that line makin' ninety miles an hour;
And the whistle broke into a scream;
They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle;
He'd been scalded to death by steam.
(Chorus thrice)